Mary M. Gaudet

Terry, Jeanne, Erica and the boys... (everyone really).. I was so sad to hear that Nana passed.. I considered her to be part of my family since I am so close with all of you! She was a riot, and I always loved going to visit. You know me and my family are always here if anyone needs anything.. love you all!

To the Gaudet Family,

My brother Jim spoke eloquently for the Geary family but I want to leave my note of sympathy as well. Your mother was a lovely woman and has been a wonderful neighbor to Mom all these years, especially since our dad died. Jim's right when he says its like you have all become an extended family to all of us. Mom always includes your family news in her updates during our phone conversations. Thank you for sharing Mary with us.

You are in my thoughts and...

To all the Gaudet Children

I was sad to hear that your mother passed away and I am very very sorry that I was not able to make it down to York today to pay my respects. Mary was a good friend and neighbor to everybody on Sunrise Terrace, particularly my mother. When my father was sick some 20 years ago Mary was always there for support. I loved the way they looked after each other over the years. You guys have all been so good to my mom, she talks about you like family. I cherish...

Greg and Paul, Very sorry to hear of the passing of your Mom. My thoughts and prayers are with you at this time.

I lived next door to Mary on Netherbee Lane (Sunrise Terrace) for 20+ years. She was a wonderful neighbor. I always enjoyed our chats over our rocky boundary line . I remembered how proud she was of her family and how she enjoyed when they all came to visit. She got quite a kick out my dog, Otis and Casey, the cat when they visited her yard, they both knew she was a special lady. I was fortunate enough to see many of her paintings; what a gift she had.
Sincerely,
Rich and Donna Fernald

I worked with Mary many years ago at the Shipyard. She was wonderfully cheerful and always made me laugh. When my first daughter was born in 1982, I commissioned Mary to paint a clown on canvas. In 1985 while expecting my second daughter, I felt frightened and insecure. I asked Mary how I was ever going to love this second child as much as I love my first. Her answer was quick and heartfelt. "Love isn"t divided," she said in all her wisdom, "It multiplies." I have used her words often...